Sitting on a bike for three years, eight (or more) hours a day, you either
need a steel ass or a good seat. I choose the good seat and had the original one
(also called the AT torture table) worked over by
Gerd Jungbluth. It was shaped
after my ass instead of the other way round and filled with a silicon implant.
This is also why the bike is called Pam (short for Pamela).